Apres le Deluge
The rainy season brings its own delights in Bangkok. In the deep end One of the strangest results of flooding in Bangkok is that it…
February 2016
Maid in Thailand
A number of people have enquired where I first met my esteemed maid, Ms Yasothon. It was in the mid-Seventies when I was sharing a…
A helping hand
It is not unusual for new faces from the Yasothon village to periodically appear at our residence. They range from ancient crones to tiny kids,…
Eclipsed by the moon
One evening Crutch summoned Ms Yasothon and her mob for some instant education. There was going to be a lunar eclipse and Crutch felt it…
Bugged by bunny
At times the Crutch residence resembles a zoo. One morning I was wandering around the garden trying to recall if I’d done anything particularly foolish…
Getting the bird
One morning I was awakened by the sounds of a strange squawking noise. While the maid’s early morning singing, leaves a lot to be desired,…
Homeward bound
About once a year it is strangely quiet in our household when the maid and her Yasothon mob take off for the home village on…
All in the family
Living in Thailand one can never be sure what you will be greeted with as each new day arrives. Take what happened to me one…
A Man needs a Maid
I have been in the fortunate position of having the same maid, Tong, better known as Ms Yasothon, for many years. It would be nice…
The odd couple
One morning I was in a bit of a rush to get to work and noticing my shoes were even more grubby than usual, asked…